Hmmm......Well, i can't be arsed to write anything on as large a scale as the previous entries so i'll just go for something suitably short and sweet. Oh and vague too, so i won't have to rack my brains to conjure up some pathetic backstory.
Anyway, 25 minutes work, kinda crappy but meh.
Escape The Past
My eyes were wide as I gazed wistfully at the wall strewn with shadows. Tears streaked down my cheeks as I thought about what I was in danger of doing. I stared at myself in the slewed mirror. Memories lingered like the pale fragrance of blossoming lillies. I couldn't see you by my side. You bought me roses; red roses. Red was my colour. 'Was'....such a sad word.White is my colour now.
Blinking away my tears, i studied the beauty of my dress, a silky fusion of delicately crafted embroidery and lace. The pearl necklace around my throat glistened palely in the seraphic light. Tear-dropped earrings brushed my face tenderly. I imagined the cake, icy white, garnered with pasty red roses. It was sweet...,sweet and cold...a similarity then.The pitch of my memories towered before me like the tiers of the cake; tiers,tiers,tiers....
Oh! How i shed so many bitter tears when you left me alone...all alone.Everyone was a stranger to me. I was a stranger to myself. You were still confined within me. All my grief, my misery, my vengeful desire...arose solely because of you. Your smile, your infinite kisses, your love, our love; All was lost. "I do" were the words we exchanged. How could i have ever thought i could escape my memories, buried deep in the recesses of my sorrowed heart, as deeply perhaps as your grave.
I was walking down the aisle for the second time.Music was playing, just like before. "Here comes the bride, here she comes!" My feet kept in time but my heart echoed an altogether different melody. It got fainter as i approaced the altar.Your ghostly figure fell in step beside me, you smiled...a smile of acceptance, a smile of reassurance.
A voice lashed out, reverberating a piercing chord against my heartstrings; " Do you take this woman to be your lawful wedded wife?"
"I do".
"Do you take this man to be your lawful wedded husband?" A buzzing silence ensued.I felt the world had come to a stand still, to bear witness.., nay, judgement upon my every breath, my every word. I glanced down at the white lillies, weaving a dainty pattern around my legs. I remembered only the roses however...lush crimson beings of verity. I shivered violently in relief as my lips formed the only word that could set me free; "No".This was my escape, my escape from something I could never go through again. Yes its true, I still love you.
Too melodramatic?
i suppose so.